(A trigger warning for anxiety for the rest of the story)
[Louis]
The sun shines through my window and right into my eyes. I hate Mondays so much. Who in their right mind, made the weekend only two days?
The sound of my alarm going off a few seconds later, makes me want to cry. The sound indicates that school is only two hours away.
I groaned and rolled over on my side to turn off the alarm I had set on my phone.
I lay in my bed for a minute or two. Deciding if I should go to school or not. After a little back and forth in my brain, I decided to go since I had to tell Liam about the text that Niall had sent me the day prior.
I threw my blankets off of me and instantly regretted it. The cold hit my skin, making goose bumps appear on my arms.
I make my way over to my closet where I pick out a pair of grey track pants and a black hoodie.
Once I was ready, I headed down to the kitchen to see if my mother was there, drinking her morning tea.
Not to my surprise, she wasn't there. I love my mom, but I wish she didn't have to work so much. She works so hard.
I skip breakfast, not feeling hungry enough, and walk to the front door.
I slip my regular shoes on, and retrieve my backpack that laid next to the door.
I make my way out the front door and towards the bus stop.
I take my earbuds out from my backpack, quickly putting them in my ears while I turned on my music. I turned the sound up all the way so I couldn't hear anything. I liked being in my own little world of music.
Once I arrived to my bus stop, A wave of relief come over me, there's only one other person here, and it looks like they're in their own world.
It only took the bus about five minutes until it finally arrived. When the bus fully stopped in front of us I let the other person on first before I get on.
There is one too many people on the bus for my liking but I couldn't do anything about it so I just sat down in the seat closest to the back. It wasn't the seat that I usually sat in but it will have to do for now.
After a long twenty minutes, the bus finally comes to a stop in front of the school. I said a quick thanks to the bus driver before I hopped off the bus and headed for the school with my headphones still in.
I opened double doors of the school that lead to the hallway filled with students wandering around, getting ready for class. I walked in not hearing anything but my music, making my way to my locker.
On my way, I spotted Harry standing at his locker. I never noticed how close his locker was to mine. I walked past him, watching him as he grabs his note book from the top shelf. The notebook slipped through his hands and landed on the floor. I never realized how clumsy he was. I think it's kinda cute.
Wait hold up, did I just call Harry cute, what the hell is with that. I don't think he's cute, I don't even like him that much why would I think him being clumsy would be cute, that doesn't make sense.
I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking and bumped into Niall. He turned around with an angry expression on his face until he saw that it was me his face lightened up.
"I'm so sorry Niall I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking" Why was I apologizing to him, I never did that especially to him.
"It's okay. Wait did you just apologize to me, you never do that" Why the fuck does he have to point it out
"Well, I thought because you were hanging out with me and Liam, I might as well be nice to you, and since you like him I should probably get used to you being around." I think that was a pretty good save, I mean it's not totally a lie, I do kinda want to get along with him since he will be hanging out with me and Liam.
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